Moral wounds have this peculiarity - they may be hidden, but they never close; always painful, always ready to bleed when touched, they remain fresh and open in the heart.
Charlotte’s dirty dishes haunted her dreams that night. She was running down a dark tunnel and close behind her plates, cups, bowls and crumbs made threatening noises.
All around us God is writing a grand story of His love and He invites us to let our lives fill the pages.
I love you," I whisper over and over again. "Don't go," I close my eyes. My tears fall on his cheeks.
You desire the end but close your eyes to the means. You want the garden to be beautiful, provided that the smell of manure is kept well away from your fastidious nose.
Nearly unable to bear the thought of how much he needed her quiet strength, he closed his eyes and leaned his forehead against the cold glass.
People are islands,' she said. 'They don't really touch. However close they are, they're really quite separate. Even if they've been married for fifty years.
She waited for him with shallow breaths, head thrown back, eyes half closed, completely exposed in her trust of him, and it unravelled the last thread holding him together.
It’s ridiculous to repeat costly mistakes because you believe there is always a next chance. Mistakes may flow, but you have all it takes to close the canals they used!
She leaned into me, and when I closed my eyes, I knew I wanted nothing more than to hold her this way forever.
When you end a chapter in your book of 'Wrong Men,' don't close the book of your love story, just turn the page.
I just found this world a hard place to be good in,’ says Bunny, then he closes his eyes and, with an expiration of breath, goes still.
The Captain, so close as he was, didn’t warrant their attention. Even a fly on a horse’s hindquarters gets a tail whip. And that is the thick of it. We are less than flies to these foul foes.
You should open these doors with care and caution-but, first, you must know how to close them. And above all, you must know which doors should be left unopened...
You have to humor them you know." Lucile sighed lightly as the door closed. "Men can be boring, but they are necessary. One needs to learn to work around them. Don't you think so?
Hard by the church stood the public house; so often the two are closely conjoined, honorably sharing both joys and sorrows.
Sometimes people who seem good end up being not as good as you might have hoped, you know?
Why do beautiful songs make you sad?' 'Because they aren't true.' 'Never?' 'Nothing is beautiful and true.
Does it break my heart, of course, every moment of every day, into more pieces than my heart was made of...
She was extending a hand I didn’t know how to take, so I broke its fingers with my silence.
What's so horrible about being dead forever, and not feeling anything, and not even dreaming? What's so great about feeling and dreaming?
